The Two Dolls: Part 1 “This is so exciting!” I smiled widel..

The Two Dolls: Part 1 “This is so exciting!” I smiled widely, thinking about seeing one of my favorite couples, one we had met countless times at private parties. There have been times where we’ve had sessions at our house and my mouth still waters when I think about it. The couple we played with is unique for many reasons, but my absolute favorite thing is that we are very similar. Slave S. She has a special place in my heart, mainly because we share the same kinks and physical features. Many people enjoyed seeing us together because it’s like having two of the same dolls in one room. Playing with Slave S always puts me in subspace practically instantly. There is always something about touching her that makes me feel sinful and doll-like. The only difference between her and I is the large tattoo that spirals on her back. But there are some fun distinctions between our Owners. One thing that stands out is that I have come to acknowledge Slave S’ Sir is a super creative man who organizes the hottest private BDSM parties around. My Owner let me know that we would be going to one of their events but remained silent when I began to question him about the party. I quickly realized that he wouldn’t disclose any of the details. Even the location would be a surprise. We piled into the car, starting our drive to me3t our friends. I was ordered to wear my long latex heels, corset, and a matching skirt for my Owner to have easy access to his toy. My nipples were poking through my see-through shirt. They stiffened as they rubbed against the material. We sat quietly through the five-hour-long drive. As the endless time stretched by, I became more and more nervous, but at the same time increasingly excited about what was going to happen. My Owner left me to wonder about what would go on at this event, and the only thing he revealed to me was that my ass would be used heavily. Throughout the drive I had to prepare for the party by filling my ass with butt plugs. My Owner made me increase the size from an everyday plug to one that filled me to the brim. I moaned and quivered as the bumps in the road pushed the plug deeper into my ass. By the time we finally arrived at the house I was dripping wet and my juices were running down my legs. We drove in front of a large area that was just a lot of industrial plants. It was a very cool scenery but I couldn’t help but feel extremely intimidated. The buildings gave the impression that we were in the middle of nowhere yet the anonymity of it all made me like it more than I should; my unease fading just as fast as it had arrived.. I hadn’t even realized that we were entering a very large gate before the car advanced further. Once we had pushed through the heavy doors, at the back of this building that we had to navigate for a few minutes, we encountered an entirely different world. Inside there was a super stylish BDSM apartment. It was a very cozy and kinky place made up of only two rooms, including a bar with an equally beautiful waitress that was covered in almost nothing. I stared at her. It was as if she was a part of the furniture. I bit my lip thinking of my objectification kink and turned away from the enticing view. “Hi, guys!” We were greeted by the host and my ‘sibling’. I tried to be sneaky and ask for any small details that would give the surprise away, but they refused to let us know how the evening would be organized. At that moment I realized that Slave S did not know anything about what was in store for us and it made me even more antsy. “Let’s make some adjustments here,” my Owner said thoughtfully, looking between Slave S and I. I was commanded to take off my shirt and skirt, leaving us looking completely identical. There had been many times that my own Sir had confused me with Slave S, and it apparently was something he liked. We looked at each other devilishly and smiled. Slave S took my hand and guided me away from our two Owners while they were chatting. We took this time to bond lovingly, however, this was shortly interrupted by her Owner looking very irritated while on the phone. “What’s going on?” I whispered to her. Slave S shrugged but looked at me in curiosity. My Owner caught us staring with wide eyes. He stood, stunned, as his friend picked up another phone call and briskly walked out of the room. After another minute or two of us waiting, he returned to tell my Owner that he would need to make more calls for the “presentation” that was to start in 15 minutes. By now I had guessed that there was a performance of some sort that we would have to do for the party. I stood in a daze, trying to think of all the things we could be made to perform so that we could entertain our guests. My Owner considered this was the perfect opportunity to take quick photos of Slave S and I before preparing us dolls in the entrance area for inspection upon arrival. We posed for a bit before my Master instructed us to put on our masks and get into position. My body stiffened in anticipation. I was very horny, missing the feeling of being filled. Before entering the building, my Owner pulled out my last plug. He did it so slowly, I almost came from the tantalizing sensation, but he warned me that me cumming would come with a punishment, so I held it as best as a good slut can. My mind trailed aimlessly while I thought more about what could go on for this evening. Slave S’ Master was very spontaneous and the night most likely would not look like anything I had imagined at all. He suddenly rushed back into the studio. “I have bad news. Really bad news.” He was talking directly to my Owner, who seemed confused by the other’s words. It was obvious that they could not keep the secret of the evening from us any longer. The host sighed and finally said that the other two slave girls would not be able to come tonight as they were both COVID positive. He took the time to reveal his original plan. He called it, “Four Girls, Tw3lve Cocks”. With a gleam in his eye, he went into further detail, explaining that the plan was to have one cock for each hole of the slaves. @artigs_owner @u235347921 @u195098098